So I've been thinking a lot about my t-shirt lately! Sound strange? It probably is; but that's me, strange. :)
The shirt I have been thinking about is the one that says, "Jesus loves you...but I'm his favorite". A conversation at Wal-mart has me pondering it.
The checker at Wally world is one we have had before and he is very nice. He does a great job and offers fun conversation while he works. The last time I was in and had him as a checker, I was wearing my shirt. We had been talking when he looked at my shirt. He read it and said, "Oh no, that's not true!"
I laughed lightly because some people have been known to be offended with this shirt. Usually they are proclaiming Christians. Don't ask, it infuriates me. "Sure it is" I replied. He eyed me warily and we continued on with our light bantering.
But the thought struck me when we were getting the groceries out of the car and into the house. Which part did he not believe was true? That Jesus loved me or him?
I am pretty sure this guy is not living a moral life and looking back I can see that he might not believe that Jesus loves him. I missed my chance. I missed a perfect opportunity to tell him about the love of a God that pursues us even when we are wallowing in our sin. The love of a Savior that willingly died so that we didn't have to to pay for our sins. The love of a Father that was greater than any love he could ever imagine.
I failed to see the opportunity that was staring me right in the face. Literally.
So, my question is this: Do you really believe what this shirt says?
1. "Jesus loves you"(the other person)? If you did, would you be so irritated with them when they didn't do what you wanted them to? How about when they cut you off on the highway? How about when they were mean to you? Maybe when they spoke truth to you and you didn't want to hear it? Did you believe it then or did you get irritated with them? Did you speed past them on the road thinking bad thoughts? Maybe yelling out a few 'safe' mean words?
2. "I'm his favorite" Now before you get all worked up, I know that God is not a respecter of persons and that he truly doesn't have favorites but it's really about more than that. It's about knowing that He loves ME so much that He pursues me and loves me enough to not let me stay in my sin. He loves me enough to discipline me and steer me on a different path for my own good. He loves me enough to let me help glorify His name and kingdom. Do I really believe that he knows the numbers of hairs on my head and that he knew me before I was born? That's pretty intimate and it takes initiative; His not mine. He chose me. He loves me. Not because I am better than anyone else but because I am not anyone else. I am who He made me to be (at least I am trying to become that!) for His glory, His honor, and His praise.
So, what do you think? Do you know that Jesus loves you and that you are his favorite? ;-)